Remembering Rumi, sitting by the Ganga, Rishikesh. May 2006

•        I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball in the sun

•        I am the mist of morning, the breath of evening

•        I am the spark in the stone, the gleam of gold in the metal

•        The rose and the nightingale drunk in the fragrance

•        I am the chain of being, the circle of the spheres

•        The scale of creation, the rise and the fall

•        I am what is and what is not…I am the soul in all.  

                                                               RUMI